Gratitude comes with age
When I was young
I went after what I wanted
with little regard to
the consequences
Oh I was polite
so very polite
After all
honey attracts more bees
than vinegar
But as silver coursed my hair
what little hair I had left
I began to understand
yes understand
the Beauty life is
How precious a mother is
How irreplaceable a father’s love
The wisdom of a grandparents glance
Are all as dew on a petal
before Sunrise
Gratitude needs age
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